At least my heat (sort of) works

The heating in my building is fantastic under all circumstances but one.

We live upstairs from a Mexican restaurant run by Chinese people. (I don't get that, either). Anyway, these people are very Chinese. English is not only not their first language, it's not even their second language yet.

Why does that matter? An excellent question. I wish I could say for sure. As I understand it, it's like this: There is a switch on the wall, somewhere in their territory. That switch shuts off my heat.

It is also my understanding that there's a sign near that switch saying something to the effect of, "Please don't touch this, ever, ever, ever."

Sign or no, sometimes we have no heat for a little while, until I call my landlord and say something like, "Hey, Joe? Yeah, I'd like there to be a bigger difference between my apartment and the outdoors."

Several questions:

1. Is the sign in Chinese? Which dialect? I'm just saying, the message isn't 100% getting through.
2. Is there really a sign at all? I think I might have made that up out of sheer optimism along the lines of, "If there is a switch that could accidentally give me hypothermia, surely someone would post a sign."
3. Why would you make this switch in the first place? And even if it has some purpose, why so easy to access? Shouldn't there be 2 sets of keys that have to be turned simultaneously or something? Why make it look like every other switch, so you have to go, "Ok, this one's for the hallway light, this one's the kitchen, and this one freezes everyone to death."
4. This is maybe the most important question. Why was the burrito restaurant left in charge of such a switch? Because it seems like the decision to cut off the heat would be better left with, uh, no one. This isn't a nuclear boiler. It's fine. Let's just leave it on, 'kay?

Now, to the landlord's credit, the heat gets turned back on almost right away. The problem-solving seems to go like, "Well, if they turn it off, we'll turn it back on!"

Not coincidentally, this is also his response when our hallway lights burn out twice a month. Yes, I appreciate him replacing the bulbs in a timely fashion. I just think he might do well to ask, "Say, why are those bulbs burning out so quickly?" And I'd love him to ask that question, you know, before I die in an electrical fire.

But hey, you get what you get. That's called "compromise," people.